So the other day I had a dime and a penny in my pocket. At some point I reach in and can only find the penny. Now, I love dimes. Dimes are my favorite coin. They're the smallest American coin, yet they're worth more than two others. It's a blast just thinking about it, right? I panic, and decide to write it off, a dime found a dime lost. (Literally; I had found the dime earlier in the week on the ground.) Later in the evening, I reach into the pocket again and find both the penny and the dime. I hate that pair of pants.
Yah, I try to make each post worthwhile...One day until the second installment of Rogue Unit...
Age of Mouldwarp
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